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1. |
Well Enough
04:40
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Well Enough
Started as just a little row
Over nothing, really
Brought out the heavy ammo
And the cat o' nine tails
Do you wanna seal the coffin
On the arrangement now?
Bring out the hammer and the nails?
WELL ENOUGH
Well Enough Already Alright
WELL ENOUGH
Well Enough Alone
WELL ENOUGH
WELL ENOUGH Already Alright
WELL ENOUGH
Well Enough Alone
Well Enough Alone
Now it's all out in the night
The neighbors know
No reason to keep up appearances
With a smile on your face
Does it look to the world like
One continuous fight?
A nuclear family waste
Happy Ending
Two words that don't belong together
Starting now
I'd like to be
Happy Starting Now
WELL ENOUGH
Well Enough Already Alright
WELL ENOUGH
Well Enough Alone
WELL ENOUGH
WELL ENOUGH Already Alright
WELL ENOUGH
Well Enough Alone
Started as just a little row over nothing, really.
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2. |
Something Pretty
04:32
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Something Pretty
Make something pretty
Before it all comes
crashing down
I'm so sick of all the sadness
And so to keep from
looking down
I think I'll make something pretty
Before my world comes
tumblin' down
Find some beauty in this
madness
And see if it can make a sound
Try and make something pretty
Make something pretty
'Cause there's nothing I can think of to do at this hour
There's just no way that I can speak truth to the power
Guess I'll go back home again
And let go of it soon
Then I'll cry and scream into the pillows in my room
Try to make something pretty
Try to make something pretty
Find some beauty in this madness
And see if it can make a sound
'Cause there's nothing I can think of to do at this hour
There's just no way that I can speak truth to the power
Guess I'll go back home again
And let go of it soon
Then I'll cry and scream into the pillows in my room
Try to make something pretty
Try to make something pretty
Something pretty.
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3. |
Where the Fireworks Are
05:07
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Where the Fireworks Are
Between my thighs
Is all my country
And what I prize.
The tender land
And all the promise
In your eyes.
I'm asking you to go
Where the fireworks are
Just this one more time
Kiss me before you go
Between my thighs
Between their teeth
They lie and give no choice
They're just playing with
The girls and the boys.
They're so in love
With the sound of their own voice
They're just praying for
The oil and the toys.
They're asking death to go
Where the fireworks are
Just this one more time
Kiss me before you go
Between my thighs.
I am the fruited plain
That holds the mother-love
I am the purple mountain
Smiling from above
Kiss me
Before you go
Between my Thighs -- Oh.
Between the lines
I see bloody water...
I want to cry.
There is no land
Of sons and daughters
In my sky.
Where is the fruited plain?
Where is the mother-love?
Between the purple mountain
And a molotov
Kiss me before you go
Between my thighs
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4. |
Shipbuilding
04:38
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Shipbuilding
Is it worth it?
A new winter coat and shoes for the wife
And a bicycle on the boy's birthday
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
By the women and children
Soon we'll be shipbuilding
Well I ask you
The boy said 'DAD THEY'RE GOING TO TAKE ME TO TASK
BUT I'LL BE BACK BY CHRISTMAS'
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
Somebody said that someone got filled in
For saying that people get killed in
The result of this shipbuilding
With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
A telegram or a picture postcard
Within weeks they'll be re-opening the shipyards
And notifying the next of kin
Once again
It's all we're skilled in
We will be shipbuilding
WITH ALL THE WILL IN THE WORLD
DIVING FOR DEAR LIFE
WHEN WE COULD BE DIVING FOR PEARLS
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5. |
Have a Pretty Dream
03:11
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Have a Pretty Dream
Have a pretty dream, baby.
Dream that they forgot
To load the rifles
With any dangerous things.
Have a pretty dream.
Dream as if they shot
Maybe paintballs
Or something like silly string
And if somebody gets hit,
They tell the truth
And say, "I'm hit"
And they put the rifle down
And eat ice cream
On the ground
And play cards
With our side.
And then somebody makes hot chocolate
And then we play again
Until the sun goes down
And packs it in
And then we watch the shooting stars
Dance and fly
Across the night sky.
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6. |
The Meteor
04:05
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The Meteor
Wild romance in my convertible
Neck on my seat
Reaching up to touch incredible
Answers to the riddles
I'm losing sleep
I try to picture what destiny's for
And I try to imagine a world without war
But it's just
One more meteor
Crashing through the atmosphere
Around the speed of sound
One more meteor
Going way too fast for me to
Hear it on the ground
One more meteor--Meteor
In that naked early silence
I can feel clearly
I have put in so much mileage
And for my mind's violence
I have paid dearly
When these stars start comin I can't keep 'em in
My brain is hummin' it's just like I'm livin' in--
One more meteor
Going way to fast for you to
Hear me on the ground
One more meteor
Crashing through the atmosphere
Beyond the speed of sound
One more meteor
The code! The code has got its rock suit on
It's golden. It's tumblin’ towards the dawn
Can ya hear me in there, with your rock suit on?
Hello? Come on!
One more meteor
Going way too fast for me to
Hear it on the ground
One more meteor
Had it in my hand but it had
Fizzled out by then
Maybe I should wake again
Around about 3 am
It's gonna be a year before
This many of 'em come again
Just one more meteor
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7. |
Boy in Pain
05:34
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Boy in Pain
So alone.
Only one in the house
Awake in the night
Searching the Stars
For some kind of clue
That would
Make it all right.
There's a quiet trouble
In the perfect score.
In a brilliant muddle,
You look for more.
And I can't forget
The Boy in Pain.
Far Away, misery is no stranger
To a soldier tonight.
Scanning the sky,
There's heartache and danger
And nothing's all right.
They'd left him at the junction
And waved goodbye.
Were they missing something
Behind his eyes?
Well, I can't forget
The Boy in Pain. (2x)
And he came back from a place
Whose name he could not say
And the mother leveled her complaint:
"I gave you a good boy,
And you sent me back--a murderer!"*
There's a quiet trouble.
A mother's eyes
Can see from a mile away
In the dark.
Heavens above!
There must be some reason
he'd landed so hard.
There's a quiet trouble
And a violent war
In his silent bubble,
You look for more
And you can't forget
The Boy in Pain
There's a quiet Trouble.
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I Think It's Going To Rain Today
Broken windows and empty hallways
A pale dead moon in the sky streaked with gray
Human kindness is overflowing
And I think it's going to rain today
Scarecrows dressed in the latest styles
With frozen smiles to chase love away
Human kindness is overflowing
And I think it's going to rain today
Lonely, lonely
Tin can at my feet
Think I'll kick it down the street
That's the way to treat a friend
Bright before me the signs implore me
To help the needy and show them the way
Human kindness is overflowing
And I think it's going to rain today
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9. |
Psycho Killer
04:29
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Psycho Killer
I can't seem to face up to the facts
I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax
I can't sleep cause my bed's on fire
Don't touch me I'm a real live wire
Psycho killer, qu'est que c'est
Far better
Run away
Psycho killer, que'st que c'est
Far better
Run away
Oh yeah
Woke up about an hour ago
Sadder than you'll ever know
I close my eyes on this sunny day
Say it once why say it again
Chorus
Ce que j'ai fait, ce soir la
Ce qu'elle a dit, ce soir la
Realisant, mon espoir
Je me lance vers la gloire
We are vain and we are blind
I hate people when they're not polite
Chorus
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10. |
Rapture Index = 0
04:26
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Rapture Index = 0
I know where you come from
And it ain't no ranch in Texas
There's a multicultured someone
Always cleaning up your messes
Got your 'nukular' BEHEMOTH
Versus tiny evil axes,
And the Skulls and Bones you play with--
They had names and eyes and sexes
But you WRAPPED YER INDEX
FINGER ON THE TRIGGER
And you aimed your endless
Anger at the beauty of the world.
What if the plane was flown by Jesus
When the country blew to pieces?
I don't think that it was Moses
When they bullied kids with dozers
Christian soldiers drive the hummers
From the suicidal bombers
And the body count is risin' now
And there's coffins on their shoulders
But you WRAPPED YER INDEX
FINGER ON THE TRIGGER
And you aimed your endless
Anger at the beauty of the world.
Come outside and listen
To all the stories you've been missin'
There is other music
Than the song your choir is singin'.
There ain't no "Rapture" comin'.
Every story has an ending;
When your death rattle starts drummin',
That is when you'll be ascending.
So just mind your own damn business
And don't preach me your religion
I got something of my own
To give me faith to go on livin'
But you WRAPPED YER INDEX
FINGER ON THE TRIGGER
And you aimed your endless Anger at the beauty of the world
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11. |
She Melted
02:14
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She Melted
She melted like the chocolate
Left in the car
Lonely and softening
A quiet puddle
Of darkened tears
She couldn't make out
The words in that message
But they didn't last
They didn't last.
Night in the meadow
Past the rest stop
The stars recede
And the morning comes
Without promise
Broken and cotton-mouthed.
My one good eye
Keeps a watch
In its back pocket
Deep in the grey
Matter rotting
The time it takes
To sing this
Is too long.
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12. |
Woodstock
05:11
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Woodstock
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, where are you going?
And this he told me
He said I'm going on down to Yasgur's Farm,
I'm gonna join in a rock and roll band.
I'm gonna get back to the land and set my soul free.
We are stardust, we are golden,
And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.
So can I walk beside you?
I have come here to lose the smog,
And I feel to be a cog in something turning
Maybe it is just the time of year,
Maybe it's the time of man.
I don't know who I am,
But life is for learning.
We are stardust, we are golden,
And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.
By the time we got to Woodstock,
We were half a million strong
And everywhere there was a song and celebration.
And I dreamed I saw the bomber death planes
Riding shotgun in the sky,
And they were turning into butterflies
Above our nation.
We are stardust, we are golden,
And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.
We are stardust, billion year old carbon,
We are golden
Caught in the devil's bargain
And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.
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13. |
One More Song
04:48
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One More Song
There was not a sound
The world was quiet
My dream on the ground
I could not
Fly it
ONE MORE SONG
I wanna hear it one more time
One more heart
Can maybe end its bleeding
Just hang on
The power of love is strong
ONE MORE SONG
The sound of music breathing
Love is never wrong
It seldom misses
When you think it's gone
It throws you
Kisses
ONE MORE SONG
A reason to go on and on
ONE MORE SONG
Another bird is singing
ONE MORE SONG
A world of war is hanging on
One more bell
To send the music ringing
Love will carry on
It does not waiver
And you still belong
In love's good
Favor
ONE MORE SONG
A reason to go on and on
ONE MORE SONG
Another bird is singing
Just hang on
The power of love is strong
ONE MORE SONG
The sound of music bringing
Love.
2004 Julie Christensen & Karen Hammack Stone Cupid Music BMI,
Karen Hammack Music BMI
Karen Hammack, piano
Don Falzone, bass
Kenny Wollesen, drums
Joe Woodard, guitars
Kenny Edwards, mandolin and backup vocal
Tom Lackner, audio collage
Jon Rosenberg-recording
{*font smaller:}Samples: Vertical Medley – Headless Household
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Julie Christensen Albuquerque, New Mexico
Julie Christensen’s story is woven into decades of Roots Music. A veteran of Leonard Cohen’s bands, she co-fronts post- punk rockers Divine Horsemen, which rebooted to release new work in 2021. While the pandemic was still going on, Julie moved from Nashville to NM and began the 2+ year process of recording "The Price We Pay for Love," out 4/14/2023 on WireBird Records. ... more
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